Left her glorious toxicant in me
Oh how I prayed that it wouldn’t linger
Visitor of adorned degrees
Evermore punctured by its stinger
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Author: garciaaxel dot-org
Author of seven poetry books: In Life And Love, Through Different Eyes (Poetic Verses), Poems of Renewal, Poetics, Redeemed, The Long Journey and God is in the Details. Drummer, Poet.
Miss You
As midnight approaches my heart feels heavy with the realization that it’s been two years since my fathers passing. My world will never be the same, and I pray that you have found rest alongside the almighty. I hope that my prayers reach you and that you know that I love you. Thank you Pop for everything, I miss you.
Wisdom
Quote
“I may walk slower, but I’ll never walk backwards.”
Jesters Throne
Hours I spent Waiting on you to love me in return
To give a sign of peace
To let me know all was good
I scratched out a part of my heart
To give to you
If only you had the time
To accept it
But I understand
I wasn’t top on your list
Playthings
Don’t get priority
But I sure did play that role well
Didn’t I…
I remember the anticipation
Of just your call
I only wanted to hear
That you would renounce the world
For me
Yet I sat alone
On the jesters throne
Where I learned that a house does not make a home
But tomorrow does announce itself
To the hiders of emotion
Where what we cover
Forces it’s way to the light
So
I await today’s end.
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Thoughts
Goodbye
I wish to touch you again
But fear this damage we’ve done
I love enough
To relinquish tarnishing you
And pray you grow as you should
For to pick a rose from the ground
Only ends its life
I shall cease doing so
May waters from another’s heaven
Bring you growth
And nurture your petals
And soils on which you stand
Build foundation in your world
I walk away with your scent
Memories of your texture
On my fingers
The ones that you let go of
I will forever understand
The act of letting go
And with these words
My final goodbye
The Disciple
Lamentable how I idolized you
Sort of worship your ways
Wanted to emulate speech patterns
So bad, I’d forget the sound of my voice
Words you spewed became laws
And I enforced them defiantly on myself
Til scars became stronger than flesh
I detested my reality
Cause yours was truth… Wasn’t it?…
Wouldn’t chew until you sat and ate
No need to say grace in your presence
God couldn’t hold a candle next to you
And Satan trembled at the mention of your name
I became a disciple
Renouncing self
Removing attachment and possession
Sun rising and setting for you
I was foolishly happy
Lost but found
Where others would try to stifle your actions
I’d brush it off with zeal
For the epitome of beauty and truth you were
Weren’t you?
I crawled like believers in Tibet
To reach your throne
Only to be dispatched away
Leaving me like most that follow
And hold faith
Crumpled in submission
I claimed me
Absent from your tyranny
I regenerated self
The instrument of perception guided
And I danced in its example
Where eyes opened
And acceptance ensued
Though alone I finally felt repose.
copyright ©Axel Garcia
Rumi
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